Some flowers know how to flaunt it.
The ones in my gardens remain shy. They peek out in season, test the air with a few blossoms, and shed petals to enrich the soil for next year.
Perhaps that’s for the good. Mothers teach modesty as a virtue. Or at the very least a positive trait.
So in front of my modest home a modest collection of flowers greet modest visitors – you know the sort, friends, neighbors, the mailman.
The example below is far from modest. I’ll admire and be aware that my plants do not receive professional care in a professional garden on a large estate.